This is a song about "Getting gyal"

Ya ain't killers ya’ll got hundred yard dash guns

Its not about getting connections,

And this world's mine, but the womb is hers

And getting songs signed by minors

Suck her neck before i eat her like she's breakfast

'cause we're getting paid, and they're getting pissed!

Mind your motherfucking business

Ill beat you and then give your gyal a kiss,,

There you lyin’ a rhyme

Slow whine, my gyal, slow whine

While niggas flirti'm sewing tigers on my shirt

Getting flooded by anxiety, feeling conquered,

Days consist of getting payed/ getting bred with my team

But inside of my pocket is a dollar plus a dream

I'm a new soul, i came to this strange world

Of being of always getting wired